If you say what kind of piano master you are, it will be too bad.

Kenichi Ito couldn't help but feel a little bitter in his heart, how did I meet such a kid.

It seems that taking the name will make the other party cry and shout to let his idea of accepting apprentices be shattered.

Kenichi Ito coughed twice and said, "Harano-kun, right, are you interested in learning piano with me?" ”

Seeing this strange uncle suddenly put on a serious appearance, Yuan Ye Shingo felt a little uncomfortable.

"I'm still in high school, so senior"

Shingo Harano, who was a little hesitant, said slowly.

In fact, he is also a little tempted, and the piano is also a profession, and he may really be able to make a name for himself with the improvement of his panel.

After all, the piano is also something appreciated by high society.

If you have achieved something on the piano, it is no worse than winning an award in traditional literature.

"What's the matter, as long as you are willing to work hard, you can succeed until now, and it won't take up your study time."

Kenichi Ito had never felt so bitter.

If he speaks out with his current fame, the island country doesn't know how many teenagers and girls are crying and rushing to ask him to take in apprentices.

"Okay, but I can only study when I have time, I don't know how much your tuition is?"

Shingo Harano thinks that Kenichi Ito should be a teacher at a piano training institution.

That's why it's so hard to recruit students.

After hesitating for a while, Shingo Harano decided to learn piano anyway.

There's nothing wrong with having more skills, and learning it well won't help him a lot.

"Tuition fees!?"

Kenichi Ito felt like he was being tortured by singing, dancing, ra, and basketball.

I'm taking you as an apprentice just for that tuition!?

"I don't want to mention the tuition fees or anything for the time being, but I have to spend at least eight hours a week."

Shingo Harano didn't feel right when he looked at Kenichi Ito's unnatural appearance.

This can't be a human trafficker!

Don't want money, just people?

Shingo Harano thinks he might still be an uncle with a special fetish.

I couldn't help but feel a chill rise in my heart.

Looking at Shingo Harano's increasingly wrong eyes, Kenichi Ito finally couldn't stand it anymore and slapped him lightly on the back of the head.

"I see that you have a good talent and want to take you as an apprentice, what are you thinking in your head!"

"Really?"

Although Shingo Harano was able to resist this uncle's slap just now, he didn't feel any threat, and the other party was just a little embarrassed and embarrassed to block it.

"Nonsense, how can I, Kenichi Ito, say that I'm also a decent person in the piano world, and I will covet your little money?"

"Are you famous?"

Shingo Harano asked cautiously, wondering if he had such a weird temper in art.

"Don't talk nonsense, check the Internet yourself!" Kenichi Ito replied angrily.

"Also, give you my contact details and address, come to me next Saturday."

"If something happens to me, can I not look for it?"

Shingo Harano said tentatively.

“e”

Kenichi Ito has never felt like this that he wants to beat someone, and he is also an apprentice he wants to take!

"You can do it yourself."

"By the way, if you have the financial means at home, I suggest you buy an entry-level piano and go back."

Kenichi Ito kindly reminded that after all, a pianist must have his own piano.

"Then buy one now."

Shingo Harano's words surprised Kenichi Ito for a moment, it seems that this guy's family background is not bad.

"Then buy the one over there, it's best for novices to get started, the tone and materials are good, and the price is relatively moderate."

Shingo Harano looked in the direction that Kenichi Ito was pointing.

A grand piano with a slightly classical atmosphere appeared in front of me.

Although Kenichi Ito said that the price was moderate, Shingo Harano took a closer look at the price tag.

350,000 yen!

Is this called affordable!

It seems that this uncle is also a rich man.

Shingo Harano silently calculated his small treasury in his heart.

Well, it's still sufficient, and if you buy this piano, you can still have three or four million left.

The main thing is that the anime's share hasn't been given yet, and every month Harano Shingo has millions of dollars.

"Since the seniors recommended it, let's buy this one."

As soon as Ken Ito heard this, he immediately called the store and said that he wanted to buy the piano.

Shingo Harano honestly paid and filled in the shipping address.

Eventually, he bought what he thought was a big Yamaha piano.

When I added Kenichi Ito's le account with my mobile phone, I asked strangely that my uncle also played social software and the like, and gave himself his mobile phone number.

Kenichi Ito suddenly gave Shingo Harano another popping chestnut.

How? Am I like an older person?

Even if I'm an old man, I don't deserve to go online, bastard!

In the end, Kenichi Ito still used his thirty years of hard work to suppress his anger.

After leaving the Yamaha main store, Kenichi Ito offered to drive Shingo Harano back.

But he was politely rejected by Shingo Harano, not to mention whether Xiao Erlang would add trouble to other people's cars.

Even if I think this uncle who wants to take him as an apprentice is not bad, but after all, it is the first time we have met.

So he was still more cautious and planned to go back by himself.

"Then I'll go first, don't forget to come back to me next week, stinky boy!"

Kenichi Ito, who was sitting in the car, shook off half of the glass and looked at him angrily and said.

"Hey! Seniors walk slowly. ”

"It's called Master."

"Yes, Senpai."

Ken Ito, who shook his head, shook the glass and stepped on the accelerator and ran out, feeling like he was going to be by this guy Shingo Harano.

However, it is a double happiness for him to be able to include such good seedlings.

Shingo Harano had a headache when he looked at the flattering little Jiro at his feet, and he decided not to squeeze the train.

The piano will be delivered to my home after school tomorrow afternoon, so tomorrow is another item on my agenda.

Feeling the phone in his pocket vibrate a little, Shingo Harano took it out and took a look.

Ling Igarashi: "Are you still coming?" ”

"Where are you coming?"

Shingo Harano asked with some confusion.

"You, you, you won't forget! （｀Δ′）ゞ”

Igarashi Ling was almost angry, how could this person not be able to speak!

"What the hell is it, you just say."

"You didn't say you were going to visit my dad, I said it a long time ago, but you didn't come."

"Well, I've been a little busy lately, so I really forgot, sorry."

"Hmph, my dad now doubts whether I lied to him, I don't care, I want to compensate."

"Well, what compensation?"

Shigo Harano had a headache, but he reluctantly agreed to her request, after all, he was negligent in this matter.

"I haven't thought about it yet, but you have to remember that you owe me a request!"

"Well, then I'll go home tomorrow night and visit your father."

"Well, I know, you're no longer useful, goodbye!"

Turning off his phone, Shingo Harano didn't plan to pay attention to this guy anymore.

It's as if she makes herself angry every time she makes her happy.

Such a girl is too troublesome!